Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Georgia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Warren Ellis to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sex Pistols record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dark Day,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Aswad,
Sugar Minott,
John Lydon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Maurizio,
Soft Cell,
Arcadia,
Black Sheep,
James White and The Blacks,
Metal Thangz,
Little Man,
Negative Approach,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Monochrome Set,
Jacques Brel,
ABBA,
Ronnie Foster,
Lou Christie,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Connie Case,
La Düsseldorf,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Doors,
Ultimate Spinach,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tropical Tobacco,
Anthony Braxton,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Alison Limerick,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bauhaus,
Underground Resistance,
Pierre Henry,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scan 7,
Letta Mbulu,
Dennis Brown,
Japan,
Y Pants,
AZ,
The Pretty Things,
Barbara Tucker,
Josef K,
Avey Tare,
The Neon Judgement,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Alice Coltrane,
Derrick Morgan,
Jerry's Kids,
Graham Central Station,
Matthew Halsall,
Wasted Youth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Deakin,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.